#i didn't get Quite as far into cassandra's personal crisis as i thought i'd have time for in the fic itself

[thegempage]

listen. listen. listen. your loved one came back wrong except you're the only one who sees it. the love of your life is not who they claim to be. you don't know who they are but everyone else around you treats them like the person they're pretending to be and you have to wonder if you, perhaps, are the one who has changed. did you bring them back only to sacrifice yourself in the process? who are you? who are you to decide who they are? are you projecting the missing pieces onto them, looking for problems where there are none because you don't recognize the person in the mirror anymore?

#little rock.txt #does this make sense? i don't know jfkldsajfds #also this is major spoilers for smth i'm working on so i'm drafting this until that goes live #edit: lmao i forgot to post this when the zine went live #anyway here's a post from like a month ago i wrote while thinking about my pfi fic #i didn't get Quite as far into cassandra's personal crisis as i thought i'd have time for in the fic itself #but know this is mostly about cassandra losing herself and wondering if she ever really became “cassandra” #or if “ramhorns” was just getting to play pretend for a while